Valmont walks down the steps of his mansion, followed by a few of his better bodyguards. Checking the time on his watch, he makes his way to his rolls and slides into the back seat, handing his driver an address in downtown Detroit. It had been nearly a week since he had inherited the old Mansion and HQ from Technical. In that time he had spent most of his days hiring on construction workers to fill bullet wholes and clean blood from the lawn and steps.

Indeed Detroit had gotten its hands very bloody in the past few days, along with everyone else. It had suffered very heavy losses in the form of Don Technical, and his RHM Jessie_Pinkman. Both of there deaths brining Valmont to the point he is now, as he was written next in the line of succession in Technical’s will past Jessie for inheriting the HQ. Not only that but LargeHamster a neighboring family that the Banditos had shared much friendship with, and many of his advisers saw the knife that same night.

As the car begins to move down the street Valmont lets his mind drift back to the night when he was running, pistol in hand, down back alleys with his former leader Technical both searching for a target… How Technical’s bullet landed into his targets skull like a rain drop in a puddle…. And how Technicals assailant descended from the darkness like a bat in the night, placing a bullet clear through Technical’s brain, whisping away with only enough time for Valmont to grab his bodyguard and break it’s neck with his bare hands.

“CU CHINK”

The sound of the car door opening brings Valmont back to the present. He looks up to see that he is outside his favorite corner in Detroit. A small crowd had already gathered in anticipation to hear what he had to say. Making his way to the front of the crowd he begins to speak.

“My friends and brothers, nearly a week has past since these streets have seen the darkest war it has seen in a long time. Indeed all of us that are here now will tell our children about the endless hours where cops and civilians went into their houses and turned off the lights, while nearly every Mafiosi in the seven cities paid off their blood dept. Every one of us lost loved ones, but it is time for us to move on and rebuild.

Rebuilding is exactly what we have been doing here in Detroit.  After finishing the war against New Orleans with our brothers in arms, myself and Max have decided to step up to where our late leaders left off and carry on the line of “The Last of the Banditos”, and “The Rodents” respectively.  We have housed most of our previous members, and show a welcome home to the sons and daughters of any of ours that passed in the war.

Senka has decided to step down, grieving the loss of her husband Don Technical, and has joined Don PoisonousJelly in Las Vegas. I want to take this time to wish her the best of luck. Senka served with me in the Banditos for a period of time before Technical gave her the permission to set up along side him in Detroit. Through everything she was loyal to Don Technical with every action she ever made. In her time in Detroit she played a pivotal roll in building the city up to what it was and where it is today. For this, we thank her.

Max and I will continue to lead Detroit into the future and build it up to its former glory and beyond. Together with our families we will help to create a bright future, not only for Detroit, but for all seven cities. We hope to continue the relationships we have built with our fellow leaders in the other cities and work with them to bring this decade of our world past any decade we have seen thus far.

Ladies and Gentleman of Detroit, this is our mission. "This is the Motor City, and This is what we do."

Donnie just happened to turn the corner when he saw his old friend Valmont stepping out of a car. He picked up the pace to get within earshot to say hello but Valmont had just begun to address the crowd as he arrived at the corner. Donnie felt it best to wait for him to finish so he stood quietly and listened to Valmont's speech. At the conclusion of his speech he stepped over and greet Valmont warmly.

Congratulations on your new position. You certainly earned from not only you bravery and dedication to the war but all your prior service to Detroit. It pleases me greatly to see you get this opportunity and I look forward to a long and healthy relationship between our cities.

Max was still getting the headquarter straightened up after the long battle that wiped out half the population of the United States. He got word Valmont was heading to the streets to make an announcement on the standings of Detroit. Max knew he had to be present for this. Detroit had huge losses but so did the rest of the country, it was time for the two crew leaders of Detroit to make it public what their plans are for the city.

Max's driver was running late to pick him up, he looked down at his watch than out to the street where his driver should have been but wasn't. Still standing by the window, Max heard tires squeal than turned quickly, moving the blinds out the way, he seen his driver pull up. He rushed out the headquarter to the car, the driver hopped out to open his door and Max yelled to him. "Get back in the car, you've made us late enough as it is." Max jumped in the car and told the driver. "No stops, hit it! Valmont's probably waiting on me cause of you." His driver hit the gas running traffic lights on the way to Max's destination. As they pulled up the vehicles tires made a noise as the driver stopped abruptly.Max jumped out before the car came to a complete stop, looking around he seen Valmont walked over and stood next to the man as he addressed the crowd. He nodded in agreement with everything Valmont said holding his head in silence when he spoke of all the deaths and gun shots that occurred in the last war. As Valmont finished up Max cleared his throat and began to speak.

"There isn't much more I can say that Valmont hasn't already said. Valmont and I will continue to stay on the path that Technical and LargeHamster were paving before their demise. Also I believe I can say all of Detroit is missing Senka but who can blame her for wanting to leave, when everywhere she would look in the city would remind her of her late husband, god rest his soul. We can only hope that the move will bring her peace."

"I know every city has suffered in the last war. It left all the streets filled with blood, not one city didn't lose something or someone. I am positive that rebuilding the cities has been left in good hands and I hope for the best for everyone."

Max didn't have much more to say and with that he turned to Valmont shook his hand and headed off to his car where the driver was waiting with the door open. Max walked up pulling a cigar out of his jacket pocket stuck it in his mouth and jumped in the car..Thinking on the ride all he could hope was that his feet were big enough to fill the shoes that LargeHamster left behind.

Muloque sparks a joint, as he listens to Valmont's speech. Muloque rushes to find a spot close to the podium where Valmont is giving his speech ,steps up next to him and shakes his hand.

 "Congratulations on your new position. . It pleases me greatly to see you get this opportunity and I look forward to see how Detroit will grow under your command"

Its great to see Detroit back on its feet building the city again, I would like to wish you and Max all the best for the future.

Admiral listens too Valmont's speech with a smile on his face.

'Even though we have lost many, I have all faith that we will become stronger than before!'
'I will do anything in my power too help the city of Detroit regain it's pride and power!' Admiral yells

Admiral steps back on his motor and races off at full power.

Scott-Weiland was in the crowd listening to Valmont's speech. Upon it's completion, he began to clap his hands. He walks up to Valmont and extends his hand.

Valmont sir, congratulations on your new position in Detroit. While it is sad the circumstances surrounding the promotion, I know that you together with Max will rebuild Detroit to be better than ever. I look forward to serving alongside you in rebuilding the great city of Detroit. I got you a little gift for your new office.

Scott-Weiland reaches in his coat pocket and hands Valmont a box of pure Cuban cigars.

Sweeney and his pet frog Mr. Albert are hurrying skipping down the streets as fast as he can. Reaching to the depths of Detroit streets. He hurries up to Valmont. He smiles at him and pats his back.

Hey! Me and Mr. Albert here are thrilled for you to be the next leader of Detroit. I know you'll do the best here and sucessed. From everyone in Detroit. I salute you and your future! 

Sweeney smiles and skips off to the distance for another day!

Clay shook the hands of both men. He was glad to be a part of something big and exciting. His father, along with a lot of good mobsters, died during the recent war. Detroit is entering a new chapter with the succession of its newest leaders. Clay was approached by Max to continue the work his father has started. Clay was honored to stand and join the ranks of Detroit's underworld.


"Congratulations Valmont and Max! Hurrah to both your families! God Bless Detroit!"

Much like myself, the circumstances surrounding your promotion to the head of Detroit were far from ideal, however that is now in the past and Detroit must look to the future along with all the cities in our world.

Congratulations Valmont, I know you shall do a terrific job!

Carlo raises his glass to Valmont and rest of Detroit.

Odysseus listens to his boss speak of the upcoming news.

I look forward to rebuilding Detroit along side you and Max!